"How do you know Simran Malhotra?"

Agasthya glared his brother with a half opened mouth.

"Who is Simran Malhotra?"

"Don't lie..."

"I am not. I don't know her "

Anirudh showed him a photo of Simran.

"Oh... I know this Didi..."

"I know you are familiar with her. But how?"

"She helped me to find you at the airport."

"What do you mean? You revealed your identity to her?"
Asked Anirudh with wide eyes. His conclusions seems clear and right now.

"Yes. I told her my name, your name, papa's name... And she..."

"Stop it Agasthya..." Anirudh whispered "I never thought you can be stupid to this level..."

Agasthya turned his head. "Then what should have I done? Where were you at that time? Why didn't you try to find me?"

Anirudh looked at Agasthya. He didn't mean to hurt him.

'Agasthya is correct. If I tried to ignore my ego nothing would have happened. '

Anirudh sat near Agasthya and placed his palm on his shoulder.

"Agasthya... You did two mistakes. First one is this... And the other is, why didn't you tell me about those messages..."

Agasthya didn't mind his question. He didn't want to speak with Anirudh.

Anirudh sighed.

"Agasthya... Please reply..."

Agasthya removed Anirudh's hand from his shoulder.

"Why should I tell you about it? Why should I? " Agasthya was crying badly.

"You told me that I am no one to you... From the first moment of our meeting and till your last comment you are continuously proving the same... I know you both hate me... I know you both can't accept me... It's ok... I am born to be alone... But why are you hurting me like this? Why did you threw my phone away? Why are you trying to snach my all happiness... I don't have much left with me... "

Anirudh didn't reply. He was matured enough to understand the mind of an eighteen year old teenager.

"I can understand..."

"What do you understand... You can't... Not only you but no one can understand me... No one can..."

Agasthya was continuously murmuring under his breath.

Anirudh stood up and walked to the door.

"Do you hate me?" He asked.

Agasthya felt a sudden suffocation. He silently suffered their agony, hate, loneliness all... But he can't forgive him for his act, he can't forgive him...

There is no need of a lie.

"I do. I hate you..."

******************

Aaryan again tried to pull Anirudh away.
But the latter was stronger than he expected.

Anirudh finished the dressing of Aaryan's wounded hand.

"I told you several times to control your anger, and don't do any self harm."

Aaryan didn't reply to his comment.
He had another question for his brother.

"Why are you trying to hide your reason from me, Ani?"

Anirudh gasped. But he was not ready to accept it.

"What do you mean by reason? "

"Ani... You are a bad actor. So don't try that way... Your behavior is confusing... And I know there is a reason behind it."

"Aaryan please... I will tell you later... Not now..."

Aaryan felt really hurt. It was the first time Anirudh refused his words.

"Don't you believe me?" He asked in very low voice.

Anirudh hugged him. "I believe you. You are my brother."

"Then please... Share it with me..."

Anirudh sighed.

"Have you ever heard about F4 Medicare? "

******************

At Bangalore.

"Please believe me..."

Advocate Prakash Srinivas pleaded to that man. He was sweating very badly.

"Tell me. Who is his mother?"

"I don't know... I never knew about him before reading Rajeev's property distribution documents. And I am sure, Maithili had only two sons, Anirudh and Aaryan. Agasthya is his illegitimate son..."

The man walked towards Prakash.

"I don't care. He is Rajeev Thakur's son, he is his heir along with the other two. That makes him worthy to die by my hands."

Prakash glared him with shocked eyes.
"Then why are you trying to find his mother?"

"Because... I don't want anyone related to Rajeev exist in this world "

He said it with a smile on his face.

"Do it as soon as possible... Don't give them time. Anirudh may find us..."

The man laughed.

"Not us but you..."

Prakash's heart skipped a beat.

"What do you mean?"

The man bend towards him.

"You want the share of Maithili Thakur. And that made you do this all."

He slowly took the gun from his pocket.

Prakash cried. He felt the death... It was that much close to him...

"Please... Don't kill me... I helped you... I helped you to reach them... I gave you details about Agasthya... "

"Yes... You really helped me... That is why I chose a gun for you not a knife. I will aim your head... And I promise you, you feel no pain. You will be blessed with a sudden and smooth death..."

Prakash couldn't utter a word. He was breathless.

"According to Anirudh and Aaryan you are the only one in India who know about Agasthya's arrival. So they will doubt you... I am not interested to take a risk in this game..."

Prakash tried to beat him and run away but he failed. He was nothing in front of that 33 years old muscular one.

"Varun... This is wickedness..."

"Absolutely... But I don't mind. I am the Villain of this story... Villains never have the responsibility to keep the morals..."

Prakash stared at the gun. He made a wrong choice... His mistake cost his life...

"This is the beginning... Varun Prathap Deshmukh's revenge starts from here..."

The sound of a gun shoot echoed in the room.

Prakash fell on the floor with blood oozing out from his head.

He took his last breath looking at that pair of eyes...

A pair of eyes filled with the 'frozen fire' of revenge...

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how was the story?

❓What is the mystery behind F4 Medicare

❓️What about Simran Malhotra

❓️And... Who is Varun Prathap Deshmukh

Will be revealed...

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